ENGLISH TRANSITION
Like they will always say that love is a beautiful thing, being in love is fulfilling and also knowing that that person still loves you is what makes it more amazing, but having to fall for someone from afar and being afraid to approach the person based on some circumstances is definitely a hard thing to do. I do like when I see people fall in love especially knowing that they clicked at first sight. Some people don’t know how lucky they’re if they love someone and it is reciprocal.
Back in those days when people will say they fell in love with someone they just met. I could remember when my friend told me how she was in love with one boy who was our senior in school, then I and my friend was in junior class, she was always crushing on the senior prefect, I do call her love crush because I believe we were too small to know what love was. I never believed in anything love, especially when the other person isn’t aware of your feelings towards him. Then my friend will always tell me that it’s because I haven’t seen someone I like, that when that happens she will be here waiting for me, I would laugh over it saying that it can never be me, instead it’s someone that will fall for me and not the other way round. We laugh over it, what made me more surprised was when my friend went to meet the boy confessing her feelings to him, he also told her that he had feelings for her but he couldn’t summon the courage to tell her, what a funny love story.
To me I never knew I would actually feel a sense of love to anyone at that age but when I got to senior class everything changed. It was the first day in school, I was so happy to finally be in senior class, at least I will have a lot of privileges especially towards my juniors, I was just walking around the school compound with my friend to know our class for the first time, a young, dark and very handsome man walked passed us. What attracted me to him was his nice smell and his walk style, immediately I turned back looking at him and smiling to myself. My friend quickly tapped me asking me what happened but I said not. I couldn’t help but smile every time while wondering who he was. It was finally time for class, everyone was seated waiting for one of the teacher to come in and teach, behold it was the man who walked pass me some minutes ago, I was surprised that such a young man would be a teacher. His words were “settled down, I am your mathematics and physics teacher “ the way I was staring at him my friend knew that there was something wrong. I pay so much attention all through his class, mathematics is something I really don’t enjoy but when he was explaining, I found myself understanding it more and more.
When I got home, all I could think of was him, his smile while teaching and looks. I prayed for the next day to come quickly so I could go to school and see my handsome teacher, I didn’t know that I was gradually falling for him. I am always the first person to call him that it’s time for him to teach my class, because of that I made sure I get good grades in his subjects just because I wanted him to notice me. When we had his first test, I passed it so well that he came to the class to commend us for our efforts, that was the first time he called my name in full, I was so happy but deep down me I knew it was something that was impossible.
I am always happy whenever I see him to the extent that I will always want him to come to the class to teach even if it wasn’t his period to teach, I wanted to see him everyday, I wanted something special with him but the truth was that nothing could happen based on the fact that he was a teacher and I am a student, it was an impossible love, I know he wouldn’t even look my way so I decided to love him from afar. In as much as I wanted to open up I found myself holding back because I know the consequences of having something to do with a teacher. I just loved him from a distance till I graduated from senior school, before I left the school, I collected his number just to keep in touch. I could remember when I told my friend she laughed at me saying that I should better keep my love to myself because it is something that will never work and since then I just decided to be by myself.
SPANISH TRANSLATION
Como siempre dirán que el amor es algo hermoso, estar enamorado es gratificante y además saber que esa persona todavĂa te ama es lo que lo hace más asombroso, pero enamorarse de alguien desde lejos y tener miedo de acercarte a esa persona debido a algunas circunstancias es definitivamente algo difĂcil de hacer. Me gusta cuando veo a la gente enamorarse, especialmente sabiendo que hicieron clic a primera vista. Algunas personas no saben la suerte que tienen si aman a alguien y es recĂproco.
En aquellos dĂas en los que la gente decĂa que se enamoraba de alguien que acababa de conocer. Recuerdo cuando mi amiga me dijo que estaba enamorada de un chico que era nuestro mayor en la escuela, luego mi amiga y yo estábamos en la clase junior, ella siempre estaba enamorada del prefecto mayor, la llamo amor enamorado porque creo que Ă©ramos demasiado pequeños para saber quĂ© era el amor. Nunca creĂ en nada del amor, especialmente cuando la otra persona no es consciente de tus sentimientos hacia Ă©l. Entonces mi amiga siempre me dirá que es porque no he visto a alguien que me guste, que cuando eso pase ella estará aquĂ esperándome, yo me reirĂa diciendo que nunca podrĂ© ser yo, sino alguien que se enamorará de mĂ y no al revĂ©s. Nos reĂmos de eso, lo que me sorprendiĂł más fue cuando mi amiga fue a encontrarse con el chico confesándole sus sentimientos, Ă©l tambiĂ©n le dijo que sentĂa algo por ella pero no pudo reunir el coraje para contárselo, que historia de amor más divertida.
Para mĂ, nunca supe que realmente sentirĂa amor por alguien a esa edad, pero cuando lleguĂ© al Ăşltimo año todo cambiĂł. Era el primer dĂa en la escuela, estaba muy feliz de finalmente estar en la clase de Ăşltimo año, al menos tendrĂ© muchos privilegios especialmente hacia mis estudiantes de tercer año, estaba caminando por el recinto escolar con mi amigo para conocer nuestra clase por primera vez, un hombre joven, moreno y muy guapo pasĂł junto a nosotros. Lo que me atrajo de Ă©l fue su agradable olor y su estilo de caminar, inmediatamente volteĂ© hacia Ă©l mirándolo y sonriendo para mis adentros. Mi amigo rápidamente me tocĂł preguntándome quĂ© pasĂł pero le dije que no. No pude evitar sonreĂr cada vez mientras me preguntaba quiĂ©n era. Finalmente llegĂł la hora de clase, todos estaban sentados esperando que uno de los maestros entrara y enseñara, he aquĂ era el hombre que pasĂł a mi lado hace unos minutos, me sorprendiĂł que un hombre tan joven fuera maestro. Sus palabras fueron "tranquilo, soy tu profesor de matemáticas y fĂsica". Por la forma en que lo miraba, mi amigo supo que algo andaba mal. Presto mucha atenciĂłn durante toda su clase, las matemáticas son algo que realmente no disfruto, pero cuando Ă©l explicaba, descubrĂ que las entendĂa cada vez más.
Cuando lleguĂ© a casa, lo Ăşnico que podĂa pensar era en Ă©l, su sonrisa mientras enseñaba y sus miradas. RecĂ© para que el dĂa siguiente llegara rápido para poder ir a la escuela y ver a mi guapo maestro, no sabĂa que poco a poco me estaba enamorando de Ă©l. Siempre soy la primera persona en llamarlo para decirle que es hora de que dĂ© mi clase, por eso me asegurĂ© de obtener buenas calificaciones en sus materias solo porque querĂa que se fijara en mĂ. Cuando tuvimos su primera prueba, la pasĂ© tan bien que vino a la clase a felicitarnos por nuestro esfuerzo, esa fue la primera vez que dijo mi nombre completo, estaba muy feliz pero en el fondo sabĂa que era algo imposible.
Siempre soy feliz cada vez que lo veo al grado que siempre querrĂ© que venga a la clase a enseñar aunque no sea su perĂodo para enseñar, querĂa verlo todos los dĂas, querĂa algo especial con Ă©l pero la verdad no podĂa pasar nada por el hecho de que Ă©l era profesor y yo estudiante, era un amor imposible, sĂ© que Ă©l ni siquiera mirarĂa en mi direcciĂłn asĂ que decidĂ amarlo desde lejos. Por mucho que quisiera abrirme, me encontrĂ© reprimiĂ©ndome porque conozco las consecuencias de tener algo que ver con un maestro. Lo amaba desde la distancia hasta que me graduĂ© de la escuela secundaria, antes de dejar la escuela, recogĂ su nĂşmero solo para mantenerme en contacto. Recuerdo cuando le dije a mi amiga que ella se riĂł de mĂ diciendo que mejor debĂa guardarme mi amor para mĂ porque es algo que nunca funcionará y desde entonces simplemente decidĂ estar solo.